The ground beneath my feet was crackling with machine gun barrages fired from behind me, and the roar of fighter planes coming from behind me became more and more piercing and shocking.
Malashenko, who did not dare to delay his movements at all, almost jumped forward and flew forward. The machine gun barrages coming from behind him were only a few centimeters away from drilling a hole in his body several times.
The Stuka flew so low that he could almost feel a strong wind coming from behind, nearly knocking him forward and falling to the ground.
After completing a dive attack, the Stuka began to climb, preparing to observe the results of the battle to decide whether to launch another attack. Malashenko, who was finally able to take a breath for a while, quickly turned around and looked at his surroundings.
Fortunately, Iushkin, Kirill, and Seryosha were all safe and sound. It was not just the four brothers who were really good at moving, or the German pilot's marksmanship was too sunset red. In short, these two machine gun barrages swept down even the horse.
The skin of Rashenko and his team was not even scratched.
"Comrade Commander! That Stuka is back again! It's coming towards us again!"
Kirill, who was holding an MP40 submachine gun in his hand, raised his right arm and pointed to the sky. Malashenko, who looked in the direction of his finger, saw at a glance the Stuka that had flown out nearly a kilometer away and was approaching.
Make a turn maneuver with a small radius to prepare to re-enter the attack channel. Judging from the direction of the nose of the aircraft, it is obvious that the target is still the four of you.
"What a shame! I'm going to crush your rag Stukas on the airport runway one day!"
Malashenko, who uttered a curse word that no one could understand, did not dare to delay any longer. He immediately waved to the people around him to follow him and ran into the cellar, which was only thirty meters away.
The Stuka, which dived rapidly with a shrill scream, pointed its biplane machine guns at the ground unscrupulously, preparing to spray another barrage of death to completely finish off the fleeing Soviet infantry.
Although the story of extreme joy leads to sorrow is an ancient Chinese allusion, it has very wide applicability in some situations, such as the current moment.
In wars, there are always brave men who stand up in times of crisis. I don't know if it was to protect their comrade, the regiment leader, and his group, but an unexpected burst of gunfire as Stuka opened fire immediately rang through my ears.
A Deshka 12.7mm heavy machine gun obtained from an unknown source with its bracket was mounted on the tank turret. Two tank soldiers who had given up hiding took advantage of the height of the tank turret to position the machine gun at an angle and fired fiercely.
The Deshka 12.7mm heavy machine gun, which is not rigidly connected to the tank turret, has great recoil. When it is placed at an elevated angle and fired diagonally behind the tank turret, the muzzle of the gun can almost be blown away. The tank soldier who was helping on the side almost used his body to shoot.
I hugged the bracket to forcefully counteract the upward recoil of the muzzle, thereby stabilizing shooting.
The Stuka pilot, whose dive height was only less than 700 meters, was instantly startled. He did not expect that such an officious anti-aircraft machine gun would suddenly shoot out halfway. He had no time to avoid the machine gun barrage.
Hit the landline in the face.
The 12.7mm machine gun bullet, which is enough to tear the human body, penetrated the fragile skin of the aircraft body, penetrated the wing spar and broke the wing control cables along with it.
For a moment, the German pilot who could clearly feel the difficulty in controlling the aircraft suddenly became confused. The tracer machine gun barrage that penetrated the entire cross-section of the right wing not only broke the wing control cable, but also lifted the right wing flap together.
The whole aircraft looked like a big bird with broken wings. The Stuka suddenly tilted its head and fell to the ground. The pilot, who had no time to think about attacking the channel, desperately stepped on the foot control pedal and shook the control stick, but still to no avail.
In the blink of an eye, it was only a few hundred meters high and crashed into the ground under the influence of gravity acceleration. The fire and flames that rose instantly were accompanied by a huge explosion sound that was shocking. Almost everyone on the battlefield, including the Germans themselves, was stunned.
The Stuka was shot down and was caught off guard.
"Oh, they shot down a German Stuka! Comrade Commander! Is that possible?"
Not only the gunner Iushkin was dumbfounded by this scene, but the two tank soldiers who had completed this masterpiece not far away also looked at each other in shock.
Just now, these two tank soldiers who were part of Malashenko's regiment tank crew saw their regimental commander being chased and beaten by a German plane. Words like panic on the spot are very suitable to describe the lightning-fast situation at that time.
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The two brothers, who did not have suitable anti-aircraft weapons at hand, looked around like ants on a hot pot. By chance, they saw a GAZ truck that had been blown over by the Germans not far away, and the side of the truck was on the side.
Turning over a Deshka heavy machine gun with a two-wheel carriage.
Generally speaking, the Deshka heavy machine gun with two wheel brackets is used for defense of infantry positions. If you really want to do air defense work, you need a tripod for air defense. This is a professional anti-aircraft accessory.
But in an emergency, when the situation is extremely urgent, you can't take care of so much.
The two tough-tempered brothers directly carried and hugged the Deshka heavy machine gun onto the tank turret. They pointed diagonally at the sky and used the height and angle of the tank turret to aim the Deshka's gun at the German guy.
Regarding the aircraft, as for the issue of recoil, in a very Mao-style manner, one of them grabbed the bracket and pressed it against the tank turret, thereby acting as a human muzzle brake.
Although it is silly and crude, it is indeed effective.
After the Stuka dived and attacked, when it turned back into the second wave of attack channels after climbing, it was extremely unlucky to run into the oncoming Deshka barrage. That's what happened just now.
Deafening explosion scene.
The two tank soldiers who had accomplished the astonishing feat were a little dumbfounded. They cast blank glances at Malashenko, who also stopped in shock. However, who knew that Malashenko was waiting right behind them?
Then he yelled and cursed.
"Are you crazy? Kraut planes are everywhere in the sky. Find a place to hide!"
After shouting at his two daring subordinates, Malashenko, who was lucky enough to escape, immediately ran towards a place not far away from him again.
Kirill, who arrived at the cellar entrance first, opened the two wooden doors. The dark hole heralded light for Malashenko and his party.
"Quick! Run! You'll be safe if you run in!"
Malashenko, who was shouting and speeding up, pushed Iushkin, who was running in front, and the two people, who were quite embarrassed, rolled down the cellar entrance like a snowball and fell in.